PTC $WAGE - Rob Ford [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Young Phat Hefner: Verse 1]

Breakin' Dope Down till I'm barely breathin'
I ain't cocky, I'm just rarely beatin'
A god when he speakin, really a rap demon
Busy baptizing these women in my semen
I'm Rob Fordin', I mean I keep it crackin'
I got mild style, styles what you lackin'
Bitches hit the mobile, it sounds fantastic
Fuck how you actin, a white boy macin'
Fact is I relapse, I'm never relaxin'
Cause every dollar I make they taxin'
Spend it on they crack then, maybe a new jacket
But why'd they jack it when they already have it
They some mafuckin' has bins
So being shitty just a habit
Throw the mayor some cash slips
He hits the crack and won't pass it

[Young Phat Hefner: Hook]
I Keep It Crackin' Like im Rob Ford
I got a Live you'd Rob For, x2

[DaltonJBomb: Verse 2]

Spittin' for the fun of it, no credit for none of it
Play me when its rainy, make it shaky when the thunder hits
Like, bang, bang, mafucka I be comin' in
Right into bitches if they cute then you know I fuck wit them
Rob fords crack pipes always be cracklin'
While Adam Levine is gettin' daily fudge packed in em
But that's old news lets stick to the main attraction
This just in Rob switchin' from crack to acid
Probably smoking rock in one of my drunkin' stupors
Im a fuckin' joke my life's basically a blooper
But I'm still tryin' to keep my place as the mayor
I think I'm right for it but my mind ain't there
Way you people bitchin' this shit is not fair
All I did was smoke a little crack and buy some Nike airs
Holes in my brain just feelin' like air
Olivia gondid, I wanna lick your pussy hairs

(Young Phat Hefner: Hook]
I Keep It Crackin' Like im Rob Ford
I got a Live you'd Rob For, x2